Movie Witcher

Leaving aside the high-ranking game, the eyes turned back to the church. The Witch Heart Demon, who was in control of the situation, couldn't wait to enjoy the fruits of his own victory.

soul!

Two almost legendary souls!

Although the Witch Heart Demon is the son of Satan, with noble status and powerful strength, his life in hell is not good. Mephisto has been suppressing his growth, and he is very stingy in terms of soul supply.

For this reason, the Witch Heart Demon's growth rate has always been slower than other Satan's sons. When the Satan's son of the same age was promoted to the demon lord, he was still in the middle and lower ranks of the legend.

Ordinary demons can't bear this kind of life, let alone the arrogant witch heart demon.

Therefore, he brazenly betrayed his father Mephisto, and came to the world to seize soul and power at any cost.

Facts have proved that Wu Xinmo's choice is correct.

The almost legendary human soul, this is the top luxury in hell, he didn't even dare to think about it before, let alone taste it himself.

but now……

"What an intoxicating breath this is, a holy and powerful soul, a firm and pure faith, in the midst of despair and pain, a little bit of collapse, a little bit of collapse..."

The Witch Heart Demon walked slowly, the wings of the devil spread out, and the shadow of death descended, covering Tria. He laughed and said, "The most delicious dish in hell is now in front of me!"

"demon!"

Tria stood up, looked at the heart witch who was laughing wildly, and said in a cold voice: "Justice will defeat evil, light will drive out darkness, and your plot will never succeed."

"evil?"

The witch heart demon smiled, and asked back: "What is justice, what is evil, what is light, what is darkness, do you really know?"

"You do not know!"

"Your so-called justice and evil, light and darkness, are nothing but self-identifications of your petty and humble beings."

"You are just lambs!"

The Witch Heart Demon lowered his eyes and looked down at Tria. His expression seemed crazy and distorted, but he was inexplicably rational and calm: "It's so ridiculous that the lamb uses his own ideas to define the shepherd's behavior."

"We are not lambs, and you are not above us!"

Tria looked calm, unaffected by Witch Heart Demon's words, and said coldly: "One day you will be judged, and you will pay the due price for what you did!"

"Judgment...hahaha!"

The Witch Heart Demon laughed loudly and said, "This world is about to be ruled by me, who can judge me, what do you call God?"

"If He really has the power you imagined, why would you let this happen?"

"I'm afraid you don't know that this world has gone through several reincarnations. Temples, hells, angels, and demons have all dominated the world. Your so-called God has also been trampled underfoot."

"Strength, only power can dominate everything. This is a truth that you, the lambs, will never be able to comprehend."

The witch heart demon opened his arms, and the power of death surged, making his figure extremely terrifying, and also faintly revealing a sense of sacred stalwart: "I will gain real power and become the master of the new world, your only one! God, now...surrender your soul and believe in me!"

During the words, the undercurrent condensed by the power of death gushed out quickly, entangled Tria, and wanted to drag her body and soul into the abyss of death and the hell of demons.

That's when...

"laugh!"

Suddenly there was a light sound, the sound of flames burning, and the Witch Heart Demon's expression froze suddenly. He could no longer care about Tria, and immediately turned around and looked in the direction where the sound came from.

On the cross, a dark red flame slowly burned in the dead and decayed body, in the chest pierced by the sharp blade.

Hellfire!

Although the color is completely different from Ghost Rider's hellfire, it's still hellfire.

The Witch Heart Demon can be sure of this,

Because the power that supports the burning of the flames is the power of judgment that he is extremely familiar with, the power of judgment that only hell possesses.

The fire of hell is the embodiment of the power of judgment in hell. Although it is called the fire of hell, it is not limited to the form of flame.

As long as there is the judgment power of hell, it is considered a piece of ice, and it can also be called the fire of hell.

Why?

Why does he have hellfire inside him?

Mephisto's backhand, another Ghost Rider?

The Witch Heart Demon's pupils shrank, and immediately raised his hand to shoot out a turbulent wave of death, bombarding Ronin on the cross.

"boom!"

There was only a loud noise, the death wave bombarded, the cross collapsed and shattered, and Luo Ning's body crashed into the back wall, and was directly buried by gravel and dust.

But he didn't die, instead he woke up, his decayed spirit eroded by the power of death began to revive, and his slow and stagnant thinking consciousness became active again, allowing him to regain control of his body.

Now Luo Ning could clearly feel that there was a flame burning in his body.

No, not only feeling, he could even clearly "see" the burning of the flame.

A dark red flame ignited, spreading inside his body, among the heart, lungs, flesh and bones, every organ, every inch of muscle, every bone, every drop of blood, every cell...

A dark red flame is burning!

But Luo Ning didn't feel the slightest bit of heat and pain, only felt a majestic life force pouring into his body violently and gently.

How to describe this feeling?

It was as if the river bed, which had been dry and cracked by the scorching sun for several years, was suddenly filled with river water.

That majestic force injected new life into this body that was already decayed to the point of dying.

The dry muscles quickly filled, and the loose skin tightened. Although the dry and broken silver-white hair did not turn back to black, it also glowed with luster, showing the power of life.

His life was revived, under the fire of this hell--resurrected!

...

"boom!"

All this is long, but in reality it was only a blink of an eye. After a death wave blasted out, the Witch Heart Demon was still worried, and immediately stepped forward to search for Luo Ning's trace, ready to make up for another blow.

But he didn't want to, just as Wu Xinmo moved, the wall collapsed, and the ruins buried by the rubble exploded, and a big sword flew out backwards, directly piercing in front of him.

The witch heart demon's pupils shrank, stopped in his tracks, and looked forward, only to see a figure slowly standing up from the exploding ruins, a figure shining with a dark red light.

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Ronin!